st.patricks day last year.
Michelle: (whos at antoher party then me): dont drink to much '
me: i wont i promise love you bye
then it proceeded to me killing of a 5th of SOCO and 6 miscellaneous beers. as i got more drunk i would call michelle and leave a message. well by the end of the night i was on my floor puking into the bath tub because i could not aim well enough to get it in the toilet. my grandma walked in 3 times and some how did not notice. all the while i was on the phone with michelle who i begging not to let me die, but i was not about to have an ambulance come to my house. but the most noted part of the night, that i still hear about almost daily is.
Me:don't say SOCO
Michelle:Beer, Alcohol, SO...
Me:yyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Michelle:im so sorry i didnt think that would actually happen